Tis the Season.

Those picture is from BHG.com



I love the holidays.
There a time to no stress and just you're normal everyday good time.


Not for me.
Or at least not today.
As always I can find any reason to become stressed out. And the reason right now is NAHS. That means National Art Honor Society. I was in that club sophomore and junior year, and I was VP for two months this year. The club died under the leadership of my so called bestfriend. She was a dead beat and didn't do ANYTHING, which put the stress on me. I wasn't president because I can't handle stressful jobs, and it made it worse that we were in the middle the of the largest project of high school. I needed a break, so we tried to tell the sponsor that we couldn't have two meetings a week every week. Which meant I didn't care about it, at all. I was unaware that I didn't care about it. Rachel on the other hand is the only person that cared about the club, which she oh so lovingly told me at lunch today. That's so bullshit. I care about NAHS, I caved under the stress and was done putting with getting talked down to by our sponsor. I couldn't handle having that many meetings, and I didn't sign on for taking control of everything. I was overwhelmed and no one tried to help me. They just claimed that I didn't care. Yeah I hated going to the meetings, but I think anyone one would hate that if they knew they were gunna have to make it because the president wasn't going to show up. If it gets fixed and put back together, I'll rejoin, but I'm not going to be an officer. I don't care what any of them say. I want to be a member, because I care, but they obviously don't need my help, so I'd just be there to be a part of it.

I want it to get fixed. I miss it. The past two years were always fun. Painting things and just going good deeds when we could. I really am sad that this year I won't get to paint Christmas toys for kids.